@perecgeorges
Our Full Gang
a quorum upon
your arrival,
thick tab growing
swiftly,
oh boy,
what a big boy
it is
what sharp incisors
it has,
it shall
turn into
an adult man
at midnight
and I into
a pumpkin,
which also shall
sit
in anticipation
of your flight
landing at our
glorification of
a landing strip,
and from which
spot
your living body
alighting
with
your bulging
bags
and baggy
skin
and skinny
shins
and shimmying
bulk
onto a subway
car and
out of said and
up a flight of
stairs
and
into
our
arms.